I've lost some lovers, friends and a father but my mothers always been there for me,
and those friends that make you home sick, spread thin across some continent,
defined by lines I wish I couldn't see, and the changes are coming quicker than you or I could have seen.
I was once a river a mountain a harbour, until all that weight gave out under me,
I fell across a landscape tucked high up in another place, further than the reaches of the sea, where I waited long, through the rivers so quietly, and the changes are coming quicker that you or I could have seen.